Accepting the reality of situations that do not go your way can be quite challenging. I got a BIG reminder of this last week…. thanks Universe.
The husband and I were scheduled to travel to Seattle last Friday. Due to work schedules and some communication woes, we missed our flight. As a matter of fact, we never left our home base in Florida after the recognition of, “shit, even if we left now, we would not make it to the airport in time”. This is sooooo not like us, so I didn’t quite know what to do with myself.
Missed flights. I used to panic about this. It means:
- Change in schedule.
- Change in itinerary. Do we cut the trip short? Extend a day?
- Change in hotel/car reservations.
- Rearranged clients.
- And the big one…. stupid, wasted money on “change fees”. This REALLY gets me.
But this time was different because I have been working on ACCEPTANCE. (And the husband also handled this clusterfuck pretty well, surprisingly.)
Acceptance is something that I work on every day due to my control freak tendencies. I have come to recognize that my desire to control is really fear taking over, which means I then go into overdrive to create safety in my world. Just being aware of this has made a HUGE difference in my ability to accept.
While the realization of missing our flight triggered a little fear and disgust over the money piece, I actually felt relieved. I was unsettled Friday, feeling rushed, trying to fit in all of a Friday into a half day. I hate traffic, and knew we would be driving to the airport on the brink of rush hour. Just this in itself gave me chest pains.
But the REAL reason I chose to accept this situation was because I now have FAITH. Yes, faith.
I am aware that there is a force out there much greater than I. What is it? God. The Universe. Gaia. Pure Energy. Angels. Whatever you call it, it exists. There is a reason for the saying, “you make a plan, and God laughs”.
I knew deep down, that we were not meant to get on the plane Friday. I don’t know why, and will probably never know why. But the Universe had a plan, and I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. So I can either fight it, or accept it.
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We rebooked the flight for Saturday and pushed back our return flight. I calmly changed reservations and shuffled my clients around a bit. Saturday allowed us to get some extra sleep, repack the things we forgot, and travel to our destination without a hitch. It was meant to be easy like that.
How do you respond to things that go wrong? Do you fight the natural order of things? Or do you have faith, and flow with it?